He was always drawing contrasts between a woman’s lot and a man’s, and treating her as a wonderful new departure in this comparison. She could not help devouring him a little with her eyes across the Burger King booth, handsome shoulders visibly solid underneath his ridiculous polo shirt, his eyes all sweetness and light. When I told her that there were no available nurses this side of Hong-Kong, she offered her services at once, and broke her journey. "As I could wish!" cried Jonathan. " "But it is the sight of you!" "All right, Hoddy. No, not one little bit. I did what I could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain. She shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. “I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said. A shudder rippled across his shoulders. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat.
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